Last night, I was craving fries and ice cream. I’m blaming the kid growing in my belly. I don’t normally eat fast food.
However, I caved and got the green olive (size of the baby) some junk food.
The rant is about the girl at the window. She said to me as she handed me my bag – “How are you tonight?” and “Have a great night.” And she never even looked at me.
Even though your words are polite, your actions need to match or it’s just bad service.